Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 151 Tottenham sends the final assist, Leicester City wins the championship six rounds ahead of schedule (please vote for me)

London is a blessed place for the Leicester City players this season. They have achieved a lot of success here and have seen too many good things happen to them.

At this moment at White Hart Lane, Tottenham's match against Liverpool has reached the final 10 minutes.

The players on both sides of the court were a bit hot-tempered, and rough fouls continued to occur.

For Tottenham's players, this is a game they must compete for victory, so it is normal to be anxious and anxious.

As for the Liverpool players, they have been playing the game well and have been subjected to constant provocations from Tottenham, which is definitely intolerable.

"Beep beep!!"

The referee's emergency whistle kept sounding, and every few minutes he would rush to a part of the court to separate the players from both sides to avoid conflicts.

"Hit me harder! Don't make it easy for them! Fight for victory!"

Klopp's emotions were aroused and he shouted to the players on the court.

As for Pochettino, who was not far next to him, he was so anxious that he was speechless.

He just walked back and forth on the sidelines, sometimes stepping on the soft turf, and sometimes kicking the water bottle away from his eyes.

"Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu..."

The deafening boos from Tottenham fans only exacerbated Pochettino's anxiety.

He doesn't want to really become a clown at this stage who lets others win the championship early.

Thinking of the cynicism of countless reporters and the player he fired, Pochettino's desire to win reached its peak.

He began to make constant substitutions, removing the defensive midfielders from the field and replacing them with forwards.

Playing from the back, he even started to play a three-back formation that Tottenham had never played before this season, strengthening the number of people in the midfield and frontcourt.

Even at the end, there were only two central defenders trailing behind, and the rest were pressing forward on the offensive line.

"Oh!"

As Harry Kane's shot was confiscated by Liverpool Mignolet again, the game entered stoppage time.

The fourth official on the sidelines raised the stoppage time card, and there will be 5 minutes of stoppage time in the second half.

This was a long stoppage time. Pochettino breathed a sigh of relief and stood on the sidelines to prepare to direct the team's final attack.

"Oh!"

Liverpool goalkeeper Mignolet took a big kick at this time and found the counterattack point in the frontcourt.

In Tottenham's backcourt, Firmino fought for the header and flicked the ball to Coutinho not far away.

After Coutinho received the ball, Tottenham's backcourt defense was ineffective, with only one defender in front of him.

"Coutinho, breakthrough! Alderweireld looks very bulky in front of him!"

"Into the penalty area! Single shot!! Can this goal be scored?!"

"Coutinho, hit the goal!! Beautiful!! Beautiful!! Coutinho completed his hat-trick!"

“Gooaaaallll…!!”

"..."

As Coutinho volleyed the ball into the net, he ran to the sidelines and celebrated wildly.

At White Hart Lane, Tottenham fans were silent.

Everyone sat slumped in their seats, covering their heads in despair.

"Pochettino! get out of class is over!"

"We don't need a coach like you!! Get out of White Hart Lane!"

"Damn it, it's really easy to have a bad heart when watching Tottenham games. Let's go!"

"Good! Pochettino did a great job! We at Tottenham are the friendliest friends of Leicester City this season! At home, we used a good show to be reversed by the opponent to end this season's Premier League competition!"

"Get out of here, Fat Ball!"

"..."

Many people screamed in despair and began to leave early after scolding Pochettino.

They are in no mood to pay attention to the next game. Everything this season is completely over.

Tottenham did not even hold on to their final dignity and directly allowed Leicester City to complete the record of winning the championship in advance.

At this time, Pochettino, who had just been standing on the sideline, was completely frozen. He put his hands on his waist and opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say.

He already felt that his world had completely collapsed...

All, everything...

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

Until the referee blew the whistle to end the game a few minutes later, Pochettino remained in this position, staring blankly at the court, as if the game was still going on.

But the Liverpool people were already celebrating together, and all the Tottenham players were sitting on the ground.

Even if he is no longer willing to accept it, Pochettino should know that it is all over.

They provided the final assist to Leicester City, allowing the opponent to win the 1516 Premier League championship six rounds ahead of schedule.

Pochettino, who suddenly felt a little weak in his legs, also sat on the ground.

On the sideline of White Hart Lane, you can see a very embarrassed figure in a suit and tie. He buried his head deeply between his legs and refused to get up for a long time.

Even the handshakes after the game were completely forgotten.

But Klopp didn't care at all. After the game, he walked directly towards the players' tunnel without any intention of staying on the field.

"Boy, let me help you this time. I wish you all the best in your first Champions League trip in the club's history next year."

Klopp murmured as he walked into the players' tunnel, and the back of Leicester City's No. 66 jersey couldn't help but appear in his mind. …………

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

As the three long whistles on the TV officially sounded, all the Leicester City players jumped with excitement at this moment.

"Yeahhhhh...!!"

They gathered in front of Vardy's TV, roaring with crazy expressions.

Everyone raised their hands crazily, jumped wildly, and even jumped and hugged the people around them.

"We are the champions!!!" Captain Morgan shouted to the sky and cried with joy.

"Premier League champions!! We are the best team in England in the 1516 season!!"

"Leicester City, champions!!"

“We did it, we really did it!!”

"..."

When this moment really came, everyone shouted at the top of their lungs.

Thousands of words gathered into the final word at this moment - champion!
Happiness and joy quickly changed the atmosphere in Vardy's home. The tension and anxiety just now disappeared, and everyone celebrated wildly.

"Play the last six rounds well, and then win the Premier League championship trophy at the last home court!!"

"I really don't know what to say, we really became the Premier League champions, they can't surpass us!"

"I feel like this is all a dream! We have really become the seventh team in the history of the Premier League to win the championship!!"

"Okay, Leicestershire fans have already discussed it. If they win the championship early, fireworks will be set off at ten o'clock tonight. Let's go to the training base to watch it together!!"

"Champion!!! Double Champion!!!"

"..."

This joyful banquet is destined to last for a long time, and then really explode at the moment when the cup is held.

At this point, Leicester City has officially become the Premier League champions in the 1516 season!
This will be breaking news around the world tonight!
Meanwhile, on the streets of Leicestershire.

Countless people ran out of the pubs or other stores on both sides, as if an earthquake had just occurred here.

But where can there be real earthquakes?
It was just an earthquake that caused Leicester City to win the championship!
"Yeahhhhhh...!!"

Huge cheers rang out in every street, and everyone seemed to be in a state of madness.

Their shouts and roars gathered in the sky, gained greater decibels, and spread to more places, where they merged with new sounds.

There is absolutely no place in Leicestershire where cheers are not heard at this moment.

"We won the championship!! Leicester City champions!"

"It's over, it's really over!"

"I really can't believe we won the Premier League six games early!"

"Mr. Ranieri, you lied to me so badly. I feel like we were still avoiding relegation yesterday!"

"Okay! There are still six rounds left in the league, and the gap between No. 2 and us is [-] points. I declare that Leicester City has officially successfully avoided relegation this season!!"

"Winning the championship doesn't mean relegation? Hahahaha!!"

"A miracle, this is a miracle, our name will remain in the history of English football forever!! We are the best team this season!!"

"Double champion! We are the double champion team this season!!"

"..."

Christmas seems to be here again, and everyone's joy is even more extreme, even crazier than on Christmas Day.

Ranieri's name was shouted. Today he will officially leave his identity as a tinker and become a championship coach who has created a real miracle!

The names of Chen Yufeng and others were also shouted out, and they all became the fans' lifelong favorites!
Now, it's time for everyone to go home.

They will place the prepared fireworks in the open space, and at ten o'clock in the evening, the entire city of Leicester will turn into a perfect city of fireworks!

Leicester City training ground.

"Ohhhhhh..."

Cheers rang out from here, and these middle-aged men immediately stood up from their seats with their fists clenched and celebrated together.

They didn't show too much emotion. They hugged each other after shaking their fists, and no one shed tears of joy.

But who would know the real turmoil in his heart?

"I'll book a bar tonight and let's go have a good drink together."

Mr. Vichai applauded and said enthusiastically: "I will invite Chen Yufeng's father, Fox's father and others to celebrate together."

Hearing his voice, everyone present responded positively.

"Hahahaha, the players can't drink too much, but we can!"

"Get drunk!"

"If we don't celebrate today, then when will we have a real celebration? Today is our day!"

"But one thing, let's wait until after watching the fireworks at ten o'clock before we go!"

"Yes! Hahaha!"

"..."

For these middle-aged people, there are too many worries in daily life, and their lives are too heavy.

What can allow them to truly celebrate the day may be a hearty drunken meal.

They will forget everything today and only remember this moment of joy!
(End of this chapter)